Characters are not mine.
This chapter is the introduction to some heavier and darker chapters. I try to be as realistic as I can be, and just as in real life, there will be ups and downs in this story.
I hope you are all ok out there. If you need someone to talk to, I am always willing to listen.
Only removing her bra from under her shirt she laid back and looked at Maura who seemed to be unsure of what to do. "What's wrong?" Jane asked, fearing that Maura would have changed her mind about staying. "Usually I would change in your bathroom, but actually I don't care if you see me. Would you mind if I changed here?" The blonde bit her lip.
"Really?" was all that left the detective's mouth.
Maura laughed. She would change in front of Jane. She didn't know why, but the idea alone aroused her immensely. Slowly she opened the zip of her dress, letting it fall to her ankles and finally stepped out of it. Jane's mouth hung open and she could swear she drooled in that moment. In front of her stood a half naked Maura, only wearing her high heels, her beige push up bra and matching panties.
She searched for the clothes she wore two nights ago, finding them still lying on the bed. After getting them she stepped back and got out of her shoes. Winking at Jane she reached behind her back and undid her bra. She let the straps travel down her arms, before letting the whole thing fall down. Jane looked like a little girl who had finally gotten a pony.
"See something you like?" she smirked. "Very much" Jane's voice was even raspier than usual, and it turned Maura on to no end. Sighing she put the shirt on, knowing that sex was out of the question at that point. Clothed for bed she slipped beneath the covers, turning so she was facing Jane. The brunette did the same.
"Maura?" "Yes Jane?" she put one strand of hair behind Jane's ear, holding her hand there afterwards. "Do you think we could have some of that make out stuff I talked about?" Maura giggled before scooting closer to her friend. But she didn't close the distance. It would be Jane's turn to take the first step.
The kiss started slow and sweet, both of them unsure of how far to go. Maura's lips were heaven against Jane's. They could have stayed like that forever. But soon enough heat rose up in both of them. Maura ran her tongue gently along Jane's lower lip and was rewarded with a moan. Ever so slowly Jane opened her mouth, allowing the blonde access.
Maura's mouth was the most delicious thing Jane had ever tasted and she couldn't get enough of her friend. She forced Maura back on the mattress, placing herself on top of her, careful not to put any weight on her own thighs. Intensifying the kiss, she let her hands run over Maura's face, tracing the bones and mesmerizing every inch of soft skin.
She broke the kiss for a few seconds. "You are beautiful, Maur." The blonde had been told many times that she was beautiful, but this was the first time she believed it. Jane placed one more kiss on those precious lips before placing little kisses all over the doctor's face.
Maura wanted to touch the brunette badly, but it was clear that Jane wanted control and she was going to get it. When the brunette was sure she kissed every spot she let her lips descend to the blondes neck, gently sucking on her pulse point. Maura felt a gush of wetness between her legs. Jane was surprised by the deep growl that seemed to come from deep within Maura. And that was when she panicked. The blonde sensed her discomfort and tried to sooth her. "Jane we can stop here if you want. We really should have talked about this."
Jane pulled back and lied down next to Maura again. "I'm sorry." she whispered. There was the wall again. The wall she pulled up every time she felt uncomfortable or out of control. For the first time she hated that wall. Until now it had been her shelter but lying next to a heavy breathing Maura she realized she had no control over it and feared it could destroy their relationship.
The blonde just pulled her friend to her, cuddling up against the taller woman. The brunette relaxed and pulled Maura even closer. "Thank you." For not talking about it. For not asking questions. For still being here.
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Jane woke up crying.
She wanted to surprise Maura at her house. She had bought roses and wine and was dressed nicely. She let herself in, wanting to keep the surprise a surprise. She noticed that the lights were all turned off, so she walked towards the bedroom. The door was open and the first thing she saw were two dresses lying on the floor. Why were there two dresses?
She moved closer and then she heard it. Moans. Moans that were not Maura's. "Are you sure you want this?" the foreign voice asked. She saw Maura nodding breathless. The other woman smiled and moved down, taking one of Maura's nipples into her mouth."Oh god yes!"
The other woman moved even lower, stopping for a second time. "What about this Jane?" Maura shrugged. "She says we're just friends. She doesn't want to sleep with me. But I need sex. I need it now." And with that the woman's head disappeared between Maura's legs. A deep groan escaped Maura's body. Her hips were rising from the bed and with the sweetest sounds she came undone.
Jane had tears in her eyes. Her heart broke. She let the bottle fall, but no sound emerged. The two other women didn't seem to notice either. Jane stepped inside the bedroom, looking at the foreign women. She was about Maura's size. Her hair was brown and soft and beautiful. Her face looked like an angel's, her lips were full and pink. Her body was curved in all the right places. Her breasts were big and full and topped with the most wonderful, rosy nipples. Her ass was shaped well and her legs were graceful. And her skin- her skin was pale and flawless. There were no spots, no wrinkles, and especially no scars.
How could Jane have been so blind all the time? Why did she only see it now? That she was simply not good enough for Maura. And she never would be.
Maura wasn't awake. Jane sat up and watched her breathe. She was so perfect, and Jane was so broken. What did the blonde see in her? Jane kept crying, a headache getting worse. Could she while Maura was there? No, she couldn't risk being caught.
But the longing was there. The longing for release. The pressure inside her was incredible, and it threatened to rip her into pieces. She had to make it go away. She had to safe herself from exploding, the pressure growing stronger and stronger.
A few more minuted passed until she got up. She had to and she would. Cursing at the realization that her bathroom couldn't be locked she simply decided to be as quick as possible. She grabbed her tools, sat down on the toilet and began, while she was shaking and tears were streaming.